World is a crimson, cryptic maze
From which i try myself to erase
Here we stand in wind and rain
Where only haunting is to remain

I live to die they say, but it's a lie the other way
There is fire in these veins, but in the heart a winter reigns
This road is to crash and burn, but it's way too late to turn
Live each day like it'd be your last as walking the path of thorns

Only end is for sure

So give me one more beer
Kill the vison crystal clear
As a birth is a promise of death
Feel misery with every breath

World is a crimson, drunken haze
That my hate is about to embrace
Struggling my way through fire and ice
With no salvation in these eyes

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